The forecast for today was bad. Rain pretty much everywhere, except maybe the far NE corner. We had written the day off and were going to work, but the sun started poking through the gloom at 10am and we thought there might be a chance for a quick flight before the bad weather really set in.

We dashed off to Santa Brigida, but the sky got darker as we headed south. However, on arrival we found Albert, Albert (i.e. two Alberts)  and a French guy already in the air. We got ready fast and flew too. Considering the complete lack of sun and the fact that the front had already arrived, it was quite thermic. I had two flights and Geoff three, before hunger forced us to drive off to the roast chicken stand in Les Preses. They were just closing and had run out of chicken anyway. It started raining as we got to Olot, so perfect timing.

Nils is coming to visit us this evening after his trip to Argentina and Algo, so plenty to catch up on.